The head was forced to marry by the emperor again

Feng Changge's heart was in a daze, and the first thought that flashed through his mind was - his identity was exposed, this kid is taking revenge on me?

He was rejected immediately.

Impossible, he has been cultivating his body and mind for 300 years, it is impossible for Tiangong to know the news, even the evil demon that destroyed the world a hundred years ago...

Well, raising a stupid apprentice made him faint from anger before he had time to show his power, and when he woke up, the disaster of destroying the world was over.

Let’s rule out the issue of identity first, then the rest is...

Does this brat really want to marry him?

Can!Why on earth is it him!He is still a man!Since he became the head of the Kunlun Sect, he has never met this brat, right?

He couldn't figure it out, and even his reaction was a bit slow. When he came back to ask questions, the figure of the Emperor in the mirror had disappeared, leaving him standing there alone in a daze. Accept the baptism of the eyes of hundreds of people from all over the Kunlun Sect.

Feng Changge: "..."

Feng Changge coughed, narrowed his eyes slightly, lowered his eyelids slightly and swept down the stage slightly, although he didn't show any murderous sharp eyes, but that indifferent and majestic posture was enough to make most people tremble. The curious gaze returned.

After all, the head of the sect for 200 years is not done for nothing, and the majesty of being in charge of a sect with every gesture makes people not dare to be presumptuous.

Seeing that he was suppressing people, Feng Changge slightly raised the corners of his lips in satisfaction, but when he glanced at the fluffy round mirror in mid-air, he couldn't help but twitch the corners of his eyes, his whole person was not that good.

But at this moment, there are still people picking on this matter to bother him at this juncture.

Qinghong coughed, stepped forward and said: "Senior brother, don't bother, just leave this matter to the younger brother."

Feng Changge raised his eyebrows and smiled, and before he could say anything, Qinghong said lightly: "As long as you always uphold your free and easy rules, we will not bother you about eating, drinking and having fun for these three days, and the decoration of the sect is up to me." Let’s do it, the Kunlun Sect still has a lot of background, and the dowry is affordable, and I will guarantee that you will be sent to the Heavenly Palace in a glorious way, and we will never lose face to our Kunlun Sect.”

Feng Changge: "..."

Qinghong smiled, "What do you think?"

Feng Changge sighed, "Qinghong..."

Qing Hong continued to smile: "Yes."

Feng Changge said in a gentle and gentle tone, "Didn't you always want to be the head, how about I pass the position to you now?"

Qinghong's smile... collapsed.

Feng Changge looked at him with a half-smile, "He is going to marry the head of the Kunlun Sect, and he didn't say he wants me. The same goes for you."

Qinghong sullenly said, "Brother, you are joking, as long as you marry the Emperor of Heaven, the head of the sect is still mine, and I can afford to wait for three days."

Feng Changge: "..."

For a moment, he wanted to find someone to hand over the head of the sect and let someone marry him for him, but think about it. Shizun was so angry that he tried his best to find him in an instant, but gave up again.

After a while, he said, "I'm going to sleep, let you do as you please."

After finishing speaking, he flicked his sleeves and disappeared in an instant.

Qinghong grew up with him, and he knew Feng Changge's temperament very well, so he knew what he was up to in an instant, and waved his sleeves: "Guard the mountain passes, and don't let the head run away from marriage."

Everyone responded immediately: "Yes!"

Speaking of why the disciples of the Kunlun Sect listened to Qinghong so much, there was still a reason.

This senior brother is also a strange couple. Although they grew up together, their relationship is a bit weird. Junior brother Qing Hong was determined to be the head of the sect since he was a child. San is idle all day long, and almost no one has seen him practice, but the strange thing is that Feng Changge's cultivation always overwhelms Qinghong. Who is the master? On the day of the martial arts competition, Feng Changge thought of paddling casually to lose, but unfortunately, Qinghong, who had never been sick for thousands of years, accidentally ate a poisonous weed that day, and almost died. Naturally, the abstention failed, and Feng Changge was the head of the sect.

But Feng Changge became the head of the sect, and he still didn't change his idle temperament. He slept here and drew a picture there all day long, or raised a flower and planted a grass, and his life was so leisurely. It was handed over to Qinghong. After so many years, Qinghong had already emptied Feng Changge. It was just a matter of saying that he was the head of the house, but Qinghong didn't do that. He hugged a person who was the head. Dream, with the heart of an old mother, manages the Kunlun Sect in an orderly manner, works hard as his second child for ten thousand years, and basically never disobeys Feng Changge's orders, so he is a loyal subordinate, right? Feng Changge, who was often angry, was speechless and choked, which was really weird.

Grand Elder Xu Ling walked over stroking his long white beard, his long eyebrows were slightly tightened, and he said worriedly: "Qinghong, is it not good for the head if we do this?"

Qinghong frowned, seeing the people around him disperse, snorted, and said: "How can these people keep him, we are just putting on a show, or if the people from Tiangong come, we can't hand them over. I thought our Kunlun Sect didn't cooperate anymore."

Xu Ling frowned, stroked his beard and smiled slightly, "Very good, our Kunlun Sect is also a sect inherited from ancient times. Tiangong is good, but we don't have to flatter."

Qinghong gritted her teeth, and smiled coldly, "He wants to escape, that's his ability, I don't care about the head of the family!"

Xu Ling already knew his character well, but he didn't care too much about it, and then thought of another thing, "The head of the sect has never met the Emperor of Heaven, and you are responsible for every sacrifice to heaven, why suddenly Want to marry the head? Don’t say the head doesn’t want to, he’s still a man, it’s really strange that the Emperor of Heaven will marry a man he’s never seen before.”

Qinghong thought for a while, "I'm afraid the one he wants to marry is not the head of the sect, but the Kunlun sect. Otherwise, I can't think of why he would marry someone he has never met before."

Xu Ling tugged at her long eyebrows, and became even more distressed, "But he is the majestic master of the Heavenly Palace, and the entire Three Realms belong to him, so why do you want a Kunlun sect?"

Qinghong frowned, also puzzled.

Didn't the emperor want to get married that day and fainted?

Marry a man you've never met?

Wouldn't the group of ministers in Tiangong kneel alive and die with their heads on the ground?

The author has something to say: Minister A: Your Majesty, don't marry a mortal!

Minister B: Your Majesty, don't marry a man!

Minister C: Your Majesty, do you want us to hit the wall with our heads?

Minister Ding: Your Majesty, do you want us to kneel and die here?

Emperor of Heaven: You can do whatever you want.

Ministers: ...

Emperor of Heaven: You are immortals, you will be stupid at most if you bump into it, and you will not die.

Ministers: ...

Emperor of Heaven: Even if you kneel, you will not die. At most, two legs will be cut off.

Ministers: ...

Emperor of Heaven: Don't think about relying on me, if you are disabled, stupid, Tiangong has no subsidy, you can do whatever you want.

Ministers: ...